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Pussy Sweat
04:33
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2. |
A Quick Rest
03:14
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3. |
Mariah
04:46
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4. |
Golden Arms
05:31
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5. |
Dog Days
06:31
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Golden Erection
02:44
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Have you seen the god with the golden erection?
Pumps like a piston
Putting holes in the heavens.
Bringing stormy weather
Making martyrs of women
With the cross on the necklace
As they cross the Louise Bridge
Holding a weapon
Saying "I got a confession, this here's a pistol and it ain't for protection.
I'm storming the trenches, routing out heathens, my body's in limbo, once dry but now drenched up."
The coppers want get me
Well they gotta catch me
But they are just seagulls
And I am an eagle
A bit of non-fiction
That most of you reverends
Cannot contend with
That a host of us children
Are born infidel-ly
At the point of machete.
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7. |
Rubble of a Love
03:30
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Oh my god, oh my love put a thistle in my crown just enough push and shove to make it hard for me to toil through the day without a frown in a town when you're down listen up you can't get up get ahead with your nuts and your business of defending offenders
So instead I lay in bed all day half dead in wait
For the blood of the thugs of the month to bury me and your before you or I come and knock each other's doors down with more sound than a hot round through a vest and invest or inject a half a heart into this rubble of a love what a mess we're in trouble unless or lest
I guess we play press away impress you again
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Tilted on the Red
02:56
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You came early in the afternoon
Looking for a brother to look after you
Swearing by your eyes there was imminent doom
Raising up your eyes to the rest of the room
Something tells me that you shouldn't be here
Raising odd things that don't matter to you
Stammering your answers when I ask em to you
How come I never see you on the avenue?
Has the pill crawled off your head?
If anybody sees you on the rapid tube
You think that they'd believe you if you wanted em to?
You lost all your powers of conviction dude
You lost all your powers of seduction too
You've been snapping your fingers to a radio tune
Clearing up your throat just so you can make room
To fill it back up with a smoke from a fume
Giving me a poke, man, you ask me for a pill to clear your head.
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Ultra Mega Winnipeg, Manitoba
Much like their rural metropolis of Winnipeg, Ultra Mega shuffles on the crossroads of country and town, the horseman proud and mounted but disgraced by the fleeting conquests of the city. With delicate psychedelia, dreamy pop, and calm, cool lyricism, let Ultra Mega chaperone you through the glories, romances and defeats of the bittersweet knight. Get swooned! ... more
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